San Sebastian was INCREDIBLE. It might have been my favorite city. The narrow streets of old town were towered over by a mountain with a statue of Christ overlooking the entire city. Concho Bay provided soft sandy beaches and calm water to swim around in. The Santa Clara Island sat picturesque in the middle of the bay with dueling mountain peaks on both sides. The eastern beach gave us some waves off of the Bay of Biscay. The Tapas Bars were INCREDIBLE. The sangrea was delicious. Everything was btoh awesome and relaxing. I might retire there.
We took a miserable night train last night from San Sebastian to Paris. With funds running low, we opted out of the bunk beds and took the reclining seats. Soooo kewl. We got here at 7 am, checked into our hostel, and very soon we're going to walk down to the latin quarter to take part in another free tour. Since we only have a single day in Paris, we figured that a walking tour will show us all the hot spots before we depart for the ol US of A tomorrow morning.
This trip has been incredible. Likewise, Levi and I have only wanted to kill eachother a few times. The sites, people, food, drink, cities, countries have all been tremendous, but I need a freaking hoagie from sheetz topped off with a yuengling lager.
This is Nate, signing off.